Chapter 63 Heavy Snow in Cold Winter [Jinjiang Authentic Edition - Snow Buns]...
Seeing her grandfather and biological father's extremely interested expressions, Qin Ying grinned and tried to lean forward from her grandfather's arms. She stretched out her little hand and gently touched the base of the small black metal ornament on the desk in front of her. The next moment, something magical happened.
The inner hall of Zhangtai Palace, which was dim due to the snow, suddenly became bright.
The palace maids who were standing in front of the pillars with their heads lowered as a background felt the sudden brightness and could not help but subconsciously look up to find the source of the light.
When they saw the exquisite black ornament in front of the First Emperor, with a soft white light emitting from its top, all the palace people widened their eyes in shock.
The pupils of the First Emperor couldn't help but tremble slightly, and he wondered in his heart, could it be that this ornament was made by picking a star from the sky and stuffing it inside?
Fusu couldn't help but pace around in amazement, circling the glowing little ornament, and said in amazement:
"Father, this truly is a gift from the Black Bird. It can even hold stars and make them glow! It's truly amazing!"
It has to be said that the thoughts of the father and son coincided tacitly at this moment.
Hearing his father's "starry sigh", Ying·Little Fatty couldn't help but look up at his unlucky father. It must be said that his father not only has a sharp tongue, but also an amazing imagination.
In his baby voice, he instructed his father to follow his instructions and touch the metal bases of the two ornaments on the floor.
When Fusu heard his son's words, he couldn't help swallowing and gently touched the black bases of the other two ornaments with his fingers.
In an instant, the inner hall was as bright as the outdoors!
The three "stars" lit up at the same time, causing the palace servants standing in the outer hall to involuntarily look up towards the inner hall. The palace servants in the inner hall were even more excited and almost knelt on the wooden floor and exclaimed.
Qin Ying looked at the bright yet soft light of the lamp and nodded with satisfaction.
It must be said that the high-tech products sold in the system mall are easy to operate and are extremely suitable for people in Daqin.
The delighted little chubby Ying immediately raised his furry little head and looked at his shocked father, saying in baby language, "Debo Debo,"
"Aa ...
"Aa ...
"Aiya..." (The solar lamp can be used for a whole month on a single charge. The light it emits is not only much brighter than oil lamps and candles, but also even and flicker-free. I think the lighting in your palace isn't very good. I can use the lamp when you're handling government affairs in the future, so you don't have to worry about damaging your eyesight!)
"So that's how it is." After listening to his son's explanation in a childish voice, Fusu's eyes full of amazement turned into eyes full of admiration. He turned his head to look at his father with a moved face and said with deep emotion:
"Father, this massage chair and solar lamp are truly extraordinary artifacts! With the current human and material resources of our Great Qin, even the Mohist masters wouldn't be able to replicate them."
The First Emperor nodded silently in approval, his eyes narrowed slightly as he carefully observed the lamp on the table. Seeing the silver-white metal plate on the side of the lamp, he recalled his grandson's introduction and could not help but look down at the grandson in his arms and speculated:
"Ying, Grandfather, this silver-white board looks quite unusual. Could it be that the solar energy and electricity you mentioned are obtained through this little thing?"
Qin Ying nodded her head quickly upon hearing this, and looked at her grandfather and praised him:
"Aa ...
“It’s amazing!”
As the First Emperor listened, he admired the scenery and became more envious of the fairyland where the Xuanniao lived.
Then, Qin Ying slid down Grandfather's smooth silk robe onto the wooden floor like a slide. She used her small hand to pull Grandfather's fingers and showed him his five cans of sweet milk powder. She then pointed to two sets of bottles and jars in black pearlescent cardboard boxes. She tilted her furry little head back and grinned at Grandfather, saying,
"Aa ...
Upon hearing this, the First Emperor couldn't help but look at the little guy with amusement. How could someone so young be so thoughtful?
Fusu couldn't help but look at his fat son with admiration. It's true, although his son is fat, he has a really useful brain!
He could imagine that if these two sets of so-called skin care products were given to his mother and wife, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law would surely hug the fat boy and call him their darling.
After looking at the New Year gifts for my grandmother and my mother, the little fat boy pulled my grandfather to see the gifts he had prepared for the elders on his maternal side.
Qin Ying bent down and picked up the cashmere knee pads in the transparent paper box. She tilted her head back and smiled at her grandfather.
"Aiya..." (Grandfather, Grandmother said that my great-grandfather had injured his knees during the war. After recovering from the injury, every time it was freezing cold, his knees would hurt so much that he couldn't walk. Xuanniao said it must be bone damage and he needed to keep warm. So I prepared a set of cashmere knee pads for my great-grandfather to protect his knees from the cold.)
"Aiya..." (Grandma was injured when she gave birth to my uncle, and her back hurt when it was cold, so the grandson prepared a cashmere vest for her. Worried that Grandpa would feel neglected, he also prepared a couple's set.)
Hearing what this little rascal said, the First Emperor couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Fusu shook his head and laughed. What did he, a suckling child, know? And why was he even dressed in a "couple outfit"? The frozen Wei River couldn't compare to the cunning little fellow before him.
Looking at the happy smile on her grandfather's face and the unspeakable smile on her biological father's face, Qin Ying couldn't help but raise her eyebrows. Holding the cashmere product in her little hands, she looked at her grandfather and said in a baby voice:
"Aiyaah..." (Father, please don't underestimate these cashmere products. They are all made of wool.)
"Wool?" When the First Emperor heard this, he immediately grasped the key point.
Qin Ying saw the thoughtful look in her father's eyes and immediately quickened her voice.
"Ya ...
"Ah, yeah..." (Ying had seen a kind of woolen sweater at Xuanniao's place. It was made by collecting the wool from sheep and processing it into a ball of yarn. Then, skillful women would use two long bamboo sticks to crochet the wool into a sweater, just like crocheting the carpet under their feet. It was not only light but also very warm to wear. It was absolutely a must-have warm clothing for autumn and winter!)
"Yeah?"
After hearing this explanation, the First Emperor couldn't help but take the box from his grandson. Looking at the off-white cashmere knee pads under the transparent plastic shell, a myriad of thoughts surged in his narrow eyes.
He now knew that tea was a drink that could, to a certain extent, control the Hu people outside the Great Wall. If the wool from outside the Great Wall could also be used in Daqin, the grass on the pasture was limited. If the Hu people found that raising sheep could make a profit, wouldn't the number of war horses be reduced in the long run?
After all, compared with the nobles who are fighting, the majority of people are herdsmen who want to live a peaceful life.
The First Emperor had an idea in mind, he lowered his eyes and looked at his grandson and said:
"Then Ying, when you see Xuanniao again, ask Grandfather what the mysterious method of making clothes out of wool is. Grandfather will help you collect the wool."
Qin Ying nodded immediately, raised her reading glasses and said to her grandfather:
"Aaaah..." (Grandfather must learn to use the eye protection lamp more often. Grandma's eyesight is not good now and she can't see clearly. Ying prepared reading glasses for her. As long as she wears them, she can see the words on the bamboo slips clearly.)
When the First Emperor heard this, he picked up his glasses and took a look. He found that there were two transparent crystal pieces pressed into a metal frame. He smiled and nodded, feeling very relieved. His chubby grandson was really a very caring, careful and filial child!
It is truly a blessing from the Black Bird that such a heartwarming child could be born in the royal family where kinship is so cold!
After showing the New Year gifts to the elders, Qin Ying took her grandfather to the pile of seeds.
The alien seeds planted on the imperial farm last year had already yielded a bumper harvest. The First Emperor was no stranger to the alien seeds, but after hearing his grandson introduce the benefits of "peppers" and "cotton", he couldn't help but be attracted by these two new crops.
Fusu, who was standing behind the grandfather and grandson and walking and watching, saw his son talking about tables and chairs, then lamps, then cashmere vests, and finally cashmere vests, then pepper seeds and cotton seeds.
Her little mouth and hands were extremely busy. She even talked about planting peppers, growing cotton to keep warm, and collecting wool and figuring out how to process it to make woolen clothes. Her words were very exaggerated.
He couldn't help but ask out loud:
"Ying, have you forgotten something?"
Qin Ying was passionately telling her grandfather how delicious chili sauce and chili powder were when ripe peppers were made into them, when her father's question suddenly rang in her ears.
He paused, looked at his father's expectant expression, blinked a little confusedly, then shook his head and said in a baby voice:
"Aiyaah..." (Father, Ying hasn't forgotten anything. She said everything she needed to say.)
When Fusu heard this and saw his father's indifferent gaze, he immediately waved his hand awkwardly at his son and said:
"Well, go on, then. Keep talking."
Seeing the deep embarrassment in his stubborn eldest son's eyes, the First Emperor, who was holding his grandson's finger, felt extremely relieved.
What is worrying is not the lack of wealth but the inequality!
His grandson was so thoughtful and filial that he remembered to prepare very suitable Xuanniao gifts for him, Mi Qiang, his daughter-in-law, Wang Jian and his wife, and Wang Ben and his wife at the beginning of the year. He even remembered to prepare milk powder for himself and to obtain precious pepper seeds and cotton seeds for the common people all over the world.
Everyone around him received New Year gifts, except Fusu, the father.
Oh--
But the little guy didn't do it on purpose. He really felt that he had prepared all the gifts he should give and said all the words he should say. What does this mean?
This shows that in the eyes of his grandson, Fusu is really an unreliable father!
Serves you right!
You have been finding all kinds of ways to anger your father in the court all day long, and now you deserve it for your son to anger you, the father!
From generation to generation, every father has his own precise retribution!
The First Emperor was very happy, but Fusu was devastated.
Three generations of grandparents and grandchildren watched the gift of the black bird in the warm Zhangtai Palace.
The sky outside the window gradually darkened.
Snowflakes are falling.
In the common people's villages on the outskirts of Xianyang, many old Qin people have moved into the dugouts they built to dry out at the end of the year.
In the past, when it snowed, common people would watch in fear as heavy snow fell outside and light snow drifted inside. Houses built with thatched grass and mud were really not strong. If the snow was a little heavier, the roof would collapse at any time. Although it would not easily kill people, it could freeze people to death!
But the dugouts built nowadays are different. Although they are short, they are very warm and sturdy.
A family of several people dug a large square hole in the ground and lived in it on snowy days, feeling warm all around.
On a quiet snowy evening, the dugouts were neatly arranged like snowballs.
In the village where the nobles of the fallen country gathered, a group of men and women who had originally been very averse to such simple dwellings could not stand the cold wind and chill coming from all directions. They shivered and moved into the dugout holding a thin quilt, and instantly felt warm all over.
Inside Hanyangli.
The middle-aged man who had just passed the Zhidianlang exam and ranked second stared at his dugout in a daze for a long time, then finally lowered his eyes and crawled in with the thin quilt in his arms.
The light in the dugout was very dim.
Alone, he lay on a mattress made of straw, covered with a thin quilt, quietly pursing his lips and listening to the sound of falling snow outside the cave.
It’s been ten years, and once the new year passes, it’s already eleven years.
In the 16th year of Qin Shihuang's reign, the Nanyang area of his motherland was completely annexed by the Qin army. In the 17th year, King An of Han was captured alive, Xinzheng City was broken, his motherland was abolished and became a county, and the land of Han was renamed "Yingchuan".
The man clenched his fists tightly when he recalled the painful memories of that year, and his finger joints creaked from being squeezed.
He silently said to himself, "Hold on! Hold on! Secrecy is key, but leaks ruin everything! Even the coldest winter will eventually bring spring and blossoms! He's already a clerk, and once he takes office in the spring, he'll have the chance to enter the palace. Sooner or later, he'll be able to see the tyrant! Then, the time will be even closer for him to avenge his country!"
The man closed his eyes, his heart was beating fast, and his clear consciousness gradually became dull.
It was late at night, the snow was heavy, and the man fell asleep.
The heavy snow outside the dugout was falling harder and harder, blurring people's vision.
After the beginning of the year, heavy snow fell one after another.
Thanks to the construction of the dugouts, many elderly people and children from the lower classes now have a place to stay warm and shelter during this cold winter, allowing them to protect themselves during the snowy season and avoid becoming meat in the mouths of wild beasts.
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